Born in Sin [BOOK 1]

Chapter 14

I stayed with her after that, and she let me. I've been with her for almost 5 years now and I still feel like I haven't done enough..." Jacquelyn took another long drink of the alcoholic beverage Tamara had mixed for her. Sometime during her story telling, the green eyed, green skinned Weisan decided to pull a few bottles of assorted alcohol beverages to help set the mood seeing how it was so deep, dark and gloomy. "Which is why I'm going back until I can make up for her suffering. It's the least I can do, and I won't be satisfied until then... I have to go back," Jacquelyn quietly whispered the last part while she thumbed the nearly empty glass of God knows what in her hands. She was on her last drink, and very slowly she was finally feeling her buzz creep on her, tingling at the base of her skull but she tried to ignored it.

"Well, you said it yourself," Tamara hiccuped, she had been drinking all day and only now was she beginning to slur her words. "There wasn't anything you could *burp* do..."

Jacquelyn sighed, that's what everyone said. It didn't matter how many times she heard it, or how many times she told herself, it would never erase the guilt she felt. Tamara suddenly keeled over, her face slamming into the desk. Slightly alarmed, Jacquelyn rose to her feet, albeit somewhat wobbly, and bent over to check the female Weisan.

Snoring. The fucking woman was snoring.

Jacquelyn then wondered how many times this woman drank herself under the table. Shaking her head and deciding to pass out in one of the empty rooms for the night, she made her way to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and made sure to chug an extra glass of water before she made her way out. Well she tried. Her body landed into a suddenly warm and hard but cushy wall. That had arms. And were currently holding her. And smelt like the mouth watering heavenly bliss of sin... Dear God where was this man's shirt?

"We have to stop doing this." Neo gave a light laugh, obviously just as startled as her. He still felt bad for their last encounter and doubted that she wanted anything to do with him at that moment. He waited however, for her to make the first move. He wouldn't admit it, but he enjoyed these small moments. Maybe more than he should have. Either way, he would do what he could to make sure they lasted as long as possible.

When she never moved he began to worry something was wrong, he gently pushed her away from him so he could see her face. For a split second he was frozen, her golden eyes struck him harder this time, her hair gave off the faint smell of vanilla, he felt his mouth water slightly but quickly forced himself to recover. She had already made it very clear she was not interested. Even if he still felt like an idiot whenever he thought of it, he still desperately hoped that one day she would be.

Why is it always the ones I want that swing for the same team?

"Are you okay?" He asked her, his mouth felt dry.

She blinked slowly, as if she was waking up from a dream and suddenly smiled.

"I'm great, are you great? It's great tonight. Yeah I'm feeling pretty great," her words gave away the fact she had been drinking, although the spearmint toothpaste tried its hardest, the faintest scent of alcohol lingered on her breath. Neo hid the smile that threatened to slip out onto his face, he had never seen her drunk before, instantly his mind was suddenly filled with mischief.

"I see you were with Tamara. Is she asleep already?" He knew Tamara was normally out around this hour. That girl was more like a fish than a frog the way she drank. Of course he would never actually say anything about it, she had more reason then him to give up to an alcoholic stupor. Suddenly Jacquelyn frowned catching Neo off guard.

"Yeah. She is," she pulled away from him suddenly, nearly falling backwards in the process. Neo held onto her tighter.

"Did... I say something wrong?" He asked with a raised brow, quickly adding,"Just now. Not before, I mean..."